She told me her name was Carla and as she was talking to me about what she needed, I too was checking out the merchandise. She was about 37, with a ni...e set of tits, a good firm bum and a well proportioned body. On top of that, she had amazing green eyes.We discussed the various pros and cons of the machines available and she selected a fairly new model. Whilst writing out the invoice, I glanced up and noticed her staring at my crotch, which stirred at her glance. She asked me if part of my job. "Excuse me," the stranger said in the most courteous tone he could manage, although his voice croaked from lack of use. The slave boy looked up again, and immediately lowered his head in a panic. Slowly he looked up again, as if he were a small child playing peek-a-boo. The stranger made no move. After a moment of deliberation, the slave boy carefully wriggled up to where his mistress' boots touched the floor, and cautiously nuzzled their toes. The gatekeeper woke in an instant. . As a captive princess. Your captive princess, that is. My captivity began last night, when I met you and fell in love at first shot. I really am your Persian slut, you know. The happy slut wife of my wonderful Jewish stud. You own me, lock, stock, and barrel, honey. I am your love slave for life!” Shiraz swore to me as she put her arms around me and gave me a sensual kiss that the tattoo artists couldn’t have missed.“Yeah, I can see that going into porn is definitely the life for us!” I brought. Things are not going the way you imagined….not as you fantasized in the bath beforehand. You feel hot and confused as Thomas grabs your hand and leads you to the felt covered pool table. He whispers in your ear as he pressed you against the table, “This, you, are my initiation into the club baby. I remember the stories you used to tell me back in the day when we were hooking up and I thought you were turned on by the wildest, sexiest, sluttiest stories. I paged through your diary once while you.